Keira didn't know what to think, say or do.
Shaman Lysa had looked at her and informed her that she was crazy.
"You don't really believe me?" Keira said.
"Please lower your voice down." Shaman Lysa glanced around them.
They were given a wide enough berth to have some breathing room, but there were still lycans watching over the two that if they had heard Keira speak–they would have gone insane.
What would they think?
They'd be more prone to believe that Keira really was hypnotized or charmed into defending the Vampire Lord.
"I'm not–you know." Keira gestured with her fingers and sighed.
"Yeah, you're not convincing. The only reason that I'm believing you is because I have confidence that someone like you wouldn't suddenly go off and worship a man. Charm or not." Shaman Lysa said. "But how's that going to change anything? Your father already came here and defeated him–"